Where Harry accidentally texts Niall. All Rights Reserved ©

Name: Niall H. Age:Legal Place: In the bushes (Harry Styles' hair-those on his head your perv.) Fan of: Harry Styles' skinny jeans, Harry Styles' hands, Harry Styles' body, Harry Styles' everything. Also, Anne Cox' son. Occupation: Part-time working at Tesco's and fulltime Fanboy. My name is Niall and I live the life of a fangirl- except, I'm not a girl. I have a flat chest (with hair) and a willy but other than that, I'm kind of the living, walking, breathing embodiment of 99% of the Skyway fandom. I spend about seven hours a day browsing the internet: blogging, scrolling through Twitter and Tumblr, searching for new pictures of my favourite boy(s) in the whole world. I'd probably scream, faint and shit my pants if I'd ever meet Harry Styles though the chance of meeting him is very very slim since he doesn't even notice me on Twitter. Liam follows me and I'm VERY grateful for that but Harry Styles is my dream and everything my heart and body desire. Anyway, if you have a question, let me know. I'm most likely to answer them within three minutes unless I'm at work, sleeping or drooling over my laptop or phone due Harry Styles' sexiness.

"All you are is a fag."

Harry Styles is the 'Ladies man' of the world famous boy band One Direction, except nobody knows that it's not the ladies he's interested in. It's his band mate Niall Horan. What will happen if Niall finds out? Is the Awkward Harry Styles able to charm his way into Niall's personal life? Read on to find out more.

Niall hated Harry and Harry hated Niall. They can barely stand the sight of each other. At least, that's what people think.

*MATURE CONTENT* "How did you two meet?" "By a book."

That stupid, stupid kiss. Why did I have to say anything at all? Why couldn't I have waited a few more minutes? Why did he have to turn his head? Yeah, my name's Harry Styles and I just kissed my best mate on stage in front of thousands of screaming girls with thousands of high speed cameras. And I liked it. DISCLAIMER! All Ideas in this story except for the names and appearances of the characters are mine! This story is copyrighted, meaning I do not allow for any translations, spin offs, or copying. Thanks for understanding.

Maybe falling in love with his boyfriend's bodyguard was the best mistake of Niall's life. #215 in FanFiction

Harry Styles had been a professional football player ever since he had turned eighteen. He had played on the same team with the same people for three full years. That all changed when a teammate and close friend gets severely injured, causing for replacement. Niall Horan is the new guy, and right from the start, Harry couldn't stand him. Niall was an amateur player, an amazing one at that, and Harry felt threatened by his skills. Harry gives him a hard time throughout every practice before Niall's first official game. After months of playing with Niall and really getting to know him, Harry realises Niall is practically perfect. Not only does he have good looks and amazing skills, but he also had a fantastic personality and the singing voice of an angel. Harry knew he was falling in love with Niall, and he was prepared to win his heart. (One Direction does not exist as a band in this fan fiction. They are all talented football players on the same team.)

Where the biggest pop star Niall Horan is forced into a relationship with model Harry Styles. "I hate you." "I hate you too." "Shut the fuck up asshole." "Make me cunt." "God you're annoying." "I know sweetheart."